Ramblin' Man a tune well known, by fans of Hiram Hank

For him a feeling in his bones, impossible to shake

Some claim a fever, without a doctor's pill

It's only pain reliever, over that next hill.

Constantly on the move, endlessly in search

Emptiness you can't prove, well acquainted with the hurt

To ease the ear-piercing sound, of a quite still

Wishing as lightning strikes the ground, to be over that next hill.

A concern one must live, to truly understand

Yet with pen, Hank does give discern to Ramblin' Man

For Luke, a train would simulate such a lonesome ill

Though Highway Eleven he would take, over that next hill.

Terry Faust 2024